4.

Desperate times, call for desperate measures.

"If love is a game, it has to be the hardest game in the world. After all, how can anyone win a game where there are no rules?
-CODY MEYERS

(oh and I forgot about this too... All things that are Twilight belong to Stephanie Meyer)

Why did Bella Swan have to be such a stubborn person? Was it just impossible for her to be like every other obsessed desperate girl and just say yes to me? This is so infuriating. What did it take to get through to this girl.

I had even gone to the extremes and went on her profile on our stupid school website. I never did that, but I had to know more about her. There was something that drove me crazy to know more about her.

The blackberry next to my arm kept taunting me. I even considered calling Bella. This was just getting ridiculous. I might as well have had a sign taped to me that said "whipped".

Eventually I just gave up all together. There had got to be some way to show this Bella person what she is missing. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I have to make her jealous! Duh, how could I have missed that?

I dialed a familiar number from last year and pressed the phone to my ear.

"Hello," a voice on the other end said.

"Hey Leah, its Edward Cullen," I replied.

"Oh….Edward. Well how do I say this nicely. I think you need to hang up. My boyfriend is here. You know the one I had last year... the one with big muscles and threatened to punch the living shit out of you? Yeah well he is listening to this conversation, like right now." Her voice drifted off.

Shit! I can't believe I had forgotten. I slept with this girl last year, who happened to be dating one of my friends from football. Wow this fucking sucked.

"Oh right. Well then never mind. But hey anytime you get tired of your boyfriend, I'm just a call away." I chuckled and clicked out of the call. Well that plan didn't work out as well as I had hoped. No big deal though. I'm Edward Cullen and there is plenty more where that came from.

I dialed a new number, and got rejected. I tried another, rejected. A third and rejected again. This was just awful. Not the fact that I couldn't get a date for a stupid dance, but that fact that I was losing my touch. What is wrong with the damn women in this town?

"Edward Anthony Mason Cullen! Get your ass down here now," Esme shouted from down stairs. I was a little baffled at why she would scream at me like that. Worst of all though, was that it pissed me off and I didnt do anything!

I stomped down the stairs two at a time. What the heck did I do wrong this time? If anything bad happens this time, I will just blame Emmet. Yeah blaming Emmet should be a good excuse.

"You called for me ma," I asked Esme, too sweetly as she sat on the kitchen counter reading a magazine.

"Yes I did," she replied.

"And..?"

"Does this skirt make my butt look big?" Esme got off the counter and twirled in a three-sixy.

"Your kidding me right? Ma, I have very important buisness to take care of and you ask me if your butt looks good, which its fine, in a skirt?"

"Of course not, but thanks for the answer. No, the reason I called you was because I'm taking you shopping for this homecoming dance. You need new clothes anyways. So hurry and get your things. We leave in about five"

She gave me this look that said dont arguee with me. So instead of arguing with her I went back to my room to change into something more appropriate. The only good thing that came out of shopping with Esme, was that she didnt care how much something cost or how I drove down the roads.

We arrived at the local, crappy ass mall it was about ten minutes later. Luckily for us, there was a spot right up front. Walking into the mall the usual stares greeted us Cullens. Esme headed off to the more name brand stores were I was forced to help carry bags and give my opinions on the clothes she tried on. That lasted for about an hour hour before we drove away and headed to the Armani wearhouse across the street, because I hated half the stores in our mall.

The usual assistant, Amanda, greeted us as we walked in.

"Good morning Mr. Cullen. You too Mrs. Cullen. What can I do for you today," Amanda asked.

"I want to see all the best suits you have in stock. I need something fitted and black," I replied.

Amanda excused herself anf went to the back of the store where they kept all our special orders. She came back five minutes later carring six different bags with different suits for me to try on.

I came out in the first one, and walked to the mirror. This one was solid black and too tight. I tried on the second and absolutly hated it. Amanda then gave me a light grey one that was perfect except for the color.

The third suit was the same as the grey, but this time was the traditional black that I had originaly asked for.

"Perfect. We will take it," I said to Amanda. "Now can I see some shirts."

She came back a minute later with her arms full of shirts to go with the suit. I first tried on an orange one that made me look like a pumpkin. Next I put on a light pink, and after that I almost decided to do a stupid white shirt. After about the seventh shirt I chose a light powder blue shirt. It was amazing that this whole time I didnt think about Bella.

Shit! There I go again! The whole ride home now, all I thought about was Bella freaking Swan.

Last night we won the homecoming game against Gainsville. I was currently getting ready in my spacious bathroom on a Saturday night. I had finally gotten a damn date to the dance, so I wasnt going to look like a loser. She was one of the cheerleaders I hadnt banged yet.

"Edward! Dude you need to hurry. We leave in about five minutes," Emmet yelled from down the hall.

"I will be ready when I'm ready," I yelled back.

Fifteen minutes later I was freshly shaven and ready to leave. I got in the front seat of my fathers Mercedes. He and ma were going out on their weekly date night to catch up on things over the week. The ride to Rachel, my date's, house was actually really short. She was one of those people who had money, but didnt flaunt it in peoples faces. She was also very classy, which I liked for some reason.

I pulled up in her drive way, walked up the path to her front door and rang the door bell. Her mother opened the door and ushered me inside. I shook hands with her father and waited in their fourier to come down the stairs. When she came down, she was dressed in a knee length white dress that criss-crossed in the back. It had gold beading around the criss-crosses to the back and huged her thin frame.

I showed her the corsage I picked up and placed it on her dainty wrist. Her dirty blond hair flowed own her back and complementyed her tanned skin perfectly.

You look beautiful," I said to her.

"Thank you," she replied as a slight blush crept up her neck to her cheeks. Her mom took the normal amount of pictures of us. Outside and inside. At a quarter till eight we pulled out of her drive way and were on our way to the homecoming dance.

"Um Edward, can I ask you something," Rachel asked me front the shot gun seat.

"Sure," I replied trying to be polite.

"Did you ask me to the dance so we would get it on or did you ask me because you honestly like me in some sort of way?"

It took me a moment of thought before I answered with, "I asked you because I think you are really pretty and I honestly like you, Rachel." As I said it I realized it was partly true. She waas pretty and I was going to ask her out last year and before Bella came.

"So I'm not going to be another one of those girls?"

"Of course not." I gave her one of my most charming smiles to go with it.

A few moments later, I parked the car in a spot near the front doors and led Rachel through the double doors that led to the schools gym. It was decorated how every other homecoming would be. Cheap balloons hing throughout the place, twinkling lights glitered everywhere, table were set up with blue table cloths, a photography area was in the corner, and the food was on tables along the gyms wall.

The dj the school hired was playing on of the new Lmfao songs played on radio. As an automatic response I searched the perimeter of the gym for any signs of Bella. None so far.

"Hey, Edward want to dance," Rachel asked from my side. I hadn't realized she grabbed my hand upon our entrance.

"Um sure," I replied unsurly and hoped she didnt detect my uncertainty.

Still holding her hand, I swung her out onto the packed dance floor. The songs had changed from a bass pumping Lmfao to a soft, slow one. We spun in circles around all the other couples. People actually stopped and stared at us. Now the only couples that were occupying the dance floor were me and Rachel, Emmet and his girlfriend Rosalie, and Jasper and some girl with spiky hair I didnt recognize.

The song ended and we left the floor for a break.

"Would you like something to drink," I asked Rachel. She looked a little flustered.

"Yes, that would be nice. Thank you," she replied.

I left her talking to Rosalie and the girl named Alice Jasper was dancing with. Luckily for me there wasnt a huge cround around the drink area. I poured her and I both diet cokes since I didnt trust public punch bowls. I walked back to Rachel and gave her, her drink. She thanked me politely and took a sip.

Zoning out of the girls conversation, I did another three-sixty of the place. I noticed that Bella had finally arrived and got kind of happy till I saw who was right next to her. Jacob Black sat next to her looking as awkward as he probably felt. Good. I'm glad he was uncomfortable near her. I guess Jacob and Bella saw me looking in their direction because they both turned away quickly.

Rachel saw me looking at them too because she asked, "Do you want to go over and talk to them? I hear she is new and doesnt reeally know alot of people."

"Sure. Lets go talk to the new girl," I replied maybe a little too condescending.

Grabbing Rachel's hand we walked over to Bella and Jacobs table. I felt reaally anxious for some reaason and had to remind myself not to walk to fast. I even think my hand is sweating. At the same time they both looked up to our approach.

"I was beggining to wonder if you two would ever show," I called two feet from their table. They looked like deer's in headlights. This was going to be a VERY interesting conversation.

"Why wouldn't we Cullen," Jacob remarked snidely.

"Just never peged you as the dancing type, Black. But your friends here looks like she could use a dance." I motioned twords Bella with my eyes.

"Oh no. I do not dance," Bella replied almost too quickly.

"Ah I see," I replied. We just stood there. In an awkward silence. For what seemed forever.

"Hey Eddie, would you mind if I had one dance with Jacob. Of course if Bella doesn't mind either," Rachel asked me then asked Bella.

"I don't care. Just dont forget who your date is," I replied. Bella also nodded in response. Rachel gave my cheek a little kiss, grabbed Black's arm and walked to the dance floor.

That just left me and Bella. As this happened I realized that we were actually alone together for the first time and not counting being in class every other day.

"So... you dont dance do you," I asked Bella.

"Absolutly not. Its like a train wreck waiting to happen. You couldn't pay me enough money to dance out there," she replied. The thought of her actually dancing now did seem pretty rediculous. Wait rediculous is an understatement, freaking hillarious is more like it.

So instead of dancing, the rest of the night it was like a rousing game of twenty questions. Things like Where were you born? How many siblings do you have? Where do you live? How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had? Have you ever been completely smashed and the next morning not know where you are? Little things like that.

But oddly enough I felt a strange comfornt in knowing this stuff about Bella. Without even really noticing, Jacob and Rachel had returned to our spot while me and Bella were talking.

"Hey Bella, its getting kind of late. Do you need me to take you home so Renee doesn't get mad," Jacob asked Bella.

"I guess so, " Bella replied looking kind of sad she had to leave. I hope she was sad because she had to leave me.

"It was nice talking to you Isabella," I said while waving her and Jacob good-bye.

"It's Bella and it was nice talking to you too Edward." She smiled, turned her back and walked out of the gym to the parking lot with Black.

I turned to Rachel who looked like she had a good time. "So, shall I get you home or can I steal another dance rom you," I asked.

"I'm beat. Plus my mom is going to think I died and call the cops if I dont get home soon," she replied.

We stood and I offered her my arm, which she took, and escorted her from the gym. Once back at the Mercedes, I started to the engine and rolled out onto the roads. While holding the tiny, warm hand in mine.

Hey guys! Sooo sorry about the rediculouly long update. I have been really busy lately between practices and then my internet being down... things are just a mess. You guys probably think I just dropped off the Earth and realized ooops forgot to update! No I havent forgotten and I will try to get better at updating sooner.

So what did you think of the chapter? Has Eddie boy really moved on from Bella or is he just hiding his emotions? I guess we will find out soon enough.

Review and tell me what you think. Let me know what I'm doing wrong or what I'm doing right? Well until next time my friends...

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